This morning we did the thing I hate the most — my family took me and Mazi in the car to Mona’s, the Pet Groomer.
First of all, I don’t like to leave my house.
Second, I don’t like car rides.
Third, in the car Mazi and I share a very small space while Dad drives and Mom tries to keep us calm.
Mom sat in the back seat with Mazi and Dad held me while he drove (because I am so little). Mazi was very whiney. I knew there was something wrong with her, but they just weren’t understanding what she needed. They thought she was just nervous about the car ride. Mom kept saying “oh Mazi, you have the stinkiest farts!”, and Dad kept driving.
Finally, I wiggled out of Dad’s arms and got in the back seat and into Mom’s arms too, and smelled Mazi’s behind. I hoped they would understand….. Mazi needed to go outside and poop. But before we knew it, there she went! Right on the back seat! Oh, was it SMELLY!! Dad got the car to the side of the highway as quickly as he could, stopped the car and let Mazi out. Mom found a plastic grocery bag in the back seat and cleaned up the worst of Mazi’s mess, and then put napkins over the rest of it untill it dries. It’s too bad — Dad’s car is very nice, and has not had any big spills or stains before now.
After that, Mazi calmed down, and so did I. That is, until we got to Mona’s. We walked in the door of her store and there was a big scary dog there. And then, the dog was gone behind the counter. Very strange. The next thing I know, Dad is giving me to Mona, and I am behind the counter. It’s a scary place! There are other animals back there, and lots of messy fur lying around, and equipment that looks like it’s going to hurt me. Mona is pretty nice, but I prefer my family, and her store is a creepy place.
Thank goodness Mona clipped my toenails, gave me a quick bath & wrapped me in a towel and handed me right back to my Mom. I got to come home with my parents. Poor Mazi had to stay there. I hope she will come home again. If she doesn’t, I will really miss her. Even if she does make a smelly mess once in awhile.
I’m so happy! My family is on vacation this week!
I like it when they are home more. We are watching movies together,
they are cooking and doing more things around the house,
and of course I am getting held more. When I want to be held.
They are good at leaving me alone when I want to sleep.
I hope you are having some good times today like I am.
Ok, I know I’m cute.
Sometimes my sisters think they should dress me up like a little doll.
As if it weren’t traumatizing enough just getting the tree up!
I’m a little emotional today. Could be the holiday whatevers.
Or it could be the change in routine.
Exhausting. Going to bed.
Tis Christmas Eve eve
and all through the house
the grown-ups are snoring
and I hear a mouse.
There are packages and paper
all over the floor;
and I’m confused.
what to expect anymore?
My family seems happy….
they are eating a lot.
More people come over,
I wish it would stop.
I like my routine…..
I don’t like to share.
But I guess if I’m lucky some
I’ll get extra love & care.
A few special treats,
maybe they’ll hold me a bit more.
Oh well, Christmas only comes once
a year — Ruff-ruff for yours!
Merry Christmas, everybody!
I’m a little embarassed ….but I’m going to tell you about this, because you and your dog should know it’s a possibility. And when Mom and I were watching TV this morning, there was a story about dogs and periodontal disease. So, I thought I should tell you my experience.
About 5 years ago, when I was 7, I went to the Veterinarian to have my teeth cleaned. When I woke up, I didn’t have most of my teeth! The Vet said that he barely touched my teeth, and they just fell out. My parents were very upset, and of course I was too.
Now I have to have my food softened with water before I can eat it. And my tongue hangs out of my mouth a lot of the time. My mouth definitely doesn’t look as cute as it used to. The worst part — if I had to defend myself against a predator, I would not be able to! It’s very scary. Fortunately, my family keeps me safe and would never let anybody or anything hurt me if they could help it. I’m so glad they protect me.
So now you know my most embarassing feature. My mom learned how important regular dental check ups are for me and my sibling dog, Mazi……just like they are for people. If you have a dog in your family, we both want you to know it’s important.
Time for dinner now.
Something funny is going on.
Mom & Dad have been coming in the house with
bags full of things that are not food.
Yesterday, they gave me a new blankie.
It’s red and green and white striped’; it’s little, like me.
That means noone else will use it.
🙂 I like that.
Oh, wow — I’m so tired today!
There was a BIG thunderstorm last night, and those make me really nervous. My big sister Mazi (I’ll tell you about her soon) kept barking and woke up the whole family. She really bugs me when she does that. Then I feel like I have to join her or else I’m not being a very good big sister dog. Sigh.
The worst part was having to wait until the big rainstorm stopped so I could go outside and to go potty. I thought my bladder was going to POP by the time the rain stopped! I could have gone out earlier, but I just HATE to get wet.
I’m staying under my covers today, and I hope Mazi will leave us all alone. I have GOT to catch up on my sleep!